I think I've reached a place where I was supposed to reach, don't know where that is, but I can feel it. This is not to say I reached my life's destination or the place where I will be forever, but I have reached somewhere. Waking up way too early in the morning feels so normal, the world turns a bit slower but life moves faster and I can live with the man in the mirror but more importantly I can look into the eyes of people who care and say, hey I'm trying, almost there, I'm on my way, home sweet home.
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